Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that wants your SOUL.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A vacuum, abhorred by nature
A novelty pencil eraser
A CD of E=MO2 signed by Emo Phillips
A speckled blue eggshell, abandoned
A bolt of thirsty bombazine
An incomplete printout listing all 9 billion names of god
A Box of Girl Scout Cookies (Samoa)
A pair of Disney cast member communal underwear
The Autobot Matrix of Leadership
An enormous box containing 75 cat whiskers

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